Beachin' it

Sorry I've been MIA, both in writing and commenting on all your lovely posts. Well Week #1 with the little man home (for 8!) is complete. We were at the beach (local outdoor pool park) and made a trip to the library, downtown. I'm waterlogged as the little man could spend all day wet if I let him. And my hair WILL be green by the end of the summer. Time to buy me some expensive chlorine-combatting shampoo.

"I'm glad you're here Mommy." My favourite quote from the little man these days.

Change is imminent on the job front...people leaving and hopefully some coming in. Hubby is overworked and stressed out...not fun and it will only get worse until we leave for Montenegro. I should say "if" but I refuse to. We deserve this vacation and if the company falls apart while we're gone, well so be it. Not that I entirely mean that. This company is not only our livelihood but our future. So hoping the winds of change will come roaring in soon.

Still parading around in a (string no less) bikini that I wore a few summers and a few pounds ago in Montenegro. But meh. There are far larger bodies poured into bikinis so I'm not concerned.

With the exception of downing a huge tub of popcorn and a bag of candy at the movies the other night, I'm not doing too shabbily. Let me explain the carb fest: I was supposed to be joining my friend and her daughters for dinner before the Eclipse premiere (no I am not a Twi-hard but went with them for some laughs) but hubby was running late on his way back from Stockholm so I missed out. And the theaters here are NOT like the those back home, so I had no choice. I was famished. Sucks being on a carb-reduced diet when you're in a pinch. Especially in Sweden where bread, pasta and the like are such staples (mainly due to the high costs for meat).

But I'm back at it folks. WAJ: eggs, salads and cold meats/cheese/hotdogs for lunch and chicken fajitas/fried balogne/steak for dinners. Oh and Butt Blaster/Ab workout too. I'm packing our lunches for poolside so as not to be tempted by all the sugary/carby/expensive things at the canteens.

Not much else new. Gotta run and get hubby to fire up the grill.
Lots of summer love being sent your way!

Bathing Beauties & WAJ

So I've spent the past two days at our local watering hole, the kind that has two outdoor pools and double that inside. My sanity for the summer is a summer pass for the fam. We're actually headed there soon so had better keep this post short.

For the past 2 days I've worn a one-piece I.could.be.training.for.the.Olympics Speedo-type suit in a sea of bikinis. I stick out and for all the wrong reasons. I just cannot bring myself to uhmm "blend in" with my I.had.a.baby.(4.years.ago) belly and other flabby parts. But in my very aware state these past few days, I've noticed something. I have not seen a perfect body there. And I've been looking. Wow, she's gorgeous...varicose veins. I wish I had her chest...washboard ASS. She had a baby 6 months ago?... Cellulite. It's been a fun flaw finding mission. Nice eh? Yes, the girl that looks like she might have broken some kind of world record...when she was young and fit of course and wearing a suit 3 sizes smaller...is judging you to make herself feel better for feeling bad.

So today, I bit the bullet and realizing that there are way fatter fatties than this fatty, I squeezed myself into a bikini and sauntered my pale jellybelly, sunburnt shoulders and nasty burn lines poolside without a care in the world. Seriously. Judging by many of those I'm judging, who are they to judge?

It's amazing how much another 1.5-2 day carb fest has set me back. Seems like weight piles on in equal proportions to the bad foods I'm consuming....urghhh. 1 step forward and 2 back. But at least I know now that I just plain can't cheat without suffering the consequences. But again, after 2 days off the exercise, a pancake here an ice cream bar there, I got back down on all fours and started reblasting that butt.

So WAJ
Yesterday: Can't remember but it was good.
Today
Brekky: 2 hard boiled eggs
Snack: Apple + a morsel of little man's ice cream. minor infraction in the grand scheme of things.
Lunch:  Leftover hamburgers from the night before. Cold.
Dinner: Fried Baloney + salad! YUM.
Exercise: Butt blaster and Ab workout x 2. Gonna try to tack on some legs tonight too.

Ps. Dear Sweden: In North America, we have these barriers between the inside and outside world called S-C-R-E-E-N-S. They are made of some kind of light meshy metal full of teeny, tiny holes. They are meant to let the air in while keeping the bugs out. Look them up.